My Cold Friend~

Brown birds at the window, black cats upon the ledge~ Gray squirrels skipping tree limbs and creatures in the hedge~ Winter straw and barren fields freezing in the dale~ Candle light and raisin cakes part the dewy veil~ Welcome my cold friend, I’m jumping in my seat~ The dark time is upon us, the earth …

November Dances In~

November dances in~ She has a Gypsy secret within her Gypsy grin. Her eyes are amber mist, her hair is raven black. She is a an icy mother, gourds and apples on her back~ She creeps among the naked trees gathering up the green. She is autumn’s mother, this regal winter queen. She’s welcomed by …

Winter

Naked trees and barren hills circle round this place Brown doves cuddle brushy pines and mourn with solemn grace The clock upon the mantle banishes the dawn As noontime blows and drips upon the forest lawn Suppertime will find me stirring at the pot Sweet and savory spices, my hair up in a knot Windswept …